30th Edition :: They were huge and green and glorious, with shiny, healthy, lustrous leaves.

[mr_phale]

[Accidental Voice Post]

Hmph...

[There's a sound of rustling leaves, a hollow metallic bang and slosh. It's a watering can, whacking the side of a table, if you're curious. Aziraphale is watering the plants, and muttering to himself, oblivious to the fact that he's being recorded.]

...if you come back, you'd best not complain about my

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[ann_withane]

Are you all right, Mr. Phale?

[mr_phale]

Mn? Oh... this silly thing...

I'm quite all right, really, my dear.

[ann_withane]

Did somebody go home?

[mr_phale]

Oh, my roommate. I suppose I ought to tend to his flowers in his absence, that's all.

[ann_withane]

I'm sorry to hear that.

[mr_phale]

It's all right, really-- I'll see him again, it's only a matter of time.